Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Lonely and limp in my refrigerator, where you tucked it in the crisper, planning to spread it thickly with cream cheese to accompany your lunch

Lawn

Watered by the family downstairs, so when all other grass grows crisp and drab, two dark-eyed boys can play baseball with their father on warm days, and organize complex battles when the evenings draw long

Jealousy

Then there was the one who spent so much time enraged over all the affairs he was convinced I had, that I came to believe my loyalty was misplaced

Sweater

Stretched out cotton--more comfortable than attractive, chosen many years ago from a farmer's market stall--which warms me even now with memories sweeter and softer than the finest cashmere

Thursday, July 11, 2013

A long time ago my candle would awaken me, the book, imagined in my hands, a channel of impressions. Some, like scales would begin to separate from me, astonishing and incomprehensible, without matter, whistling like a bird hurrying toward forever in a strange place.The last farewells, unfamiliar, echo in the night,delightful once again.